Have you ever worked really hard on something and someone went and messed it all up. Well I made a snowman a while ago and me and my friend named him Jerry. It took a little over two hours to make Jerry. His middle broke three times when I tried to put it on. And he is a little shorter than me. I'm 5 feet tall. Jerry is a little lopsided, and his face fell of a little bit after finishing him but I was proud of what I did and loved Jerry. But Bob, my stepdad, murdered Jerry. He is now split in half. The reason Jerry died; I didn't shovel the sidewalk. I can't fix Jerry though because all of the snow is no longer snow it is all frozen over. So Jerry is now sitting in my front yard holding his bottom half in his arms. I am just so upset over it, and my stepdad just said stop being a baby it was just a snowman. Well it may just be a snowman to him but it was more to me.
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My book of random things
RandomSo, this is a book of things that happen to me. And I just wanted to write them down. Some are funny and some are not funny.
